Spring was her favourite season because everything started to brighten up—the flowers with their wonderful colours blooming, and the fresh smell they brought with them.
“I think it’s your favourite time because your birthday happens to fall in it.”
“I mean, that does help.”
As we waited, I ran my hand down, squeezing her arse.
She looked up at me, trying to hide her smile. “Better make sure HR doesn’t see that.”
I arched my brow at her. “HR does as I say. They get paid enough.”
She elbowed me playfully, and we stepped into the lift.
“What are you making for dinner?”
I wrapped my arms around her waist, pulling her back flush to my body, and took in that apple smell of hers. “Let’s just get a takeaway and lie on the sofa, watching your terrible films.”
“Oh, can we get it from the Moroccan restaurant. Do they even do deliveries?”
I knew her mind had wandered, thinking about the food from there. It was one of her favourite places.
“No, but I can have it arranged.”
“You mean you’re going to pay them extra?”
“Nyx, when are you going to realise that I’d move heaven and earth to get you what you want.” I kissed the top of her head.
“My films are not terrible, by the way. You get fully invested.”
“That’s because they’re so unrealistic, I have no other choice.”
“I see you secretly rooting for the couple all the time,” she teased as we stepped out of the lift.
“When they get together, it means the film is finally over.”
“Then you want to watch another one.”
Aria’s laughter soon died down when we entered my office. I glanced up, looking over at my desk.
Caspian Whitmore.
He stood there with his hands in the trouser pockets of his grey tailored suit. His dark brown hair was slicked back, and those blue eyes of his glared at me.
I forgot this fucker was starting today as the new COO. Talk about a mood killer.
Not that we needed one. I was more than capable of running Luxe Corp without. I’d proven myself multiple times with the revenue I’d brought in for the board. Yet, my father liked to play games and pretend he was still in charge.
“Sebastian Knight. The CEO himself.”
I watched as his eyes assessed the way Aria and I were standing, like he was trying to work something out.
“This must be your PA. We were never formally introduced before. Personal reasons, wasn’t it?”
Aria shifted from one foot to the other as she cleared her throat. “Yes, Mr Whitmore. However, I am fully back at work now.”
He took a step towards her and held his hand out. “Please, call me Caspian.” She hesitated before shaking his hand.
“Is there a reason why you’re in my office?” I questioned, my eyes burning into him.
